Rory POV
I was sceptical at first about having Vincent as my daddy he’s nice to me and all, but he’s also very strict and I wasn’t sure if I want to go through it or not, to have him to be my official daddy, the one in charge. I knew I wouldn’t find a better daddy or one that I would like as much as him, and when I saw Sophia join the family and how well the whole family treated her and me, I wanted to make it official.
I’m a good little, or at least I try my best to be one, and I’m grateful for everything Vincent gave me, before him, I lived in the orphanage and that wasn’t any fun, wasn’t fun at all, it was hell on earth. I got abused all the time by the worker and bigger kids, and anyone else who was bigger in me in both size and age. When I was sixteen, which took a very long time, a whole sixteen years to reach the big age of sixteen, the one where I can get away from this place, I was officially an adult in their eyes, I ran toward the classification centre hoping they’ll take me anywhere away from that hell hole. I went through the classification like everyone else and that’s how I ended up here, they picked me up from the centre and brought me over, and now that’s all history.
I probably shouldn’t have eaten that much candy, daddy Vincent never allow me more than one which is very little in candy counting, and back at the orphanage, I was allowed none which is worse! So after seeing that many candies I couldn’t resist I ate way too many, I ate until my little heart was satisfied.
When we got to my daddy class my stomach was killing me, I couldn’t hide the pain and I felt myself slip into little me. Daddy scolded me for all the candy I ate and made me take an icky-tasting medicine that made me poop. He took me to class with him for the rest of the day, since he wouldn’t let me go back to my friends I didn’t want to sit with him.
If I knew who the teacher was I would’ve stayed with him, she scares the shit out of me, and when I hugged his arm he wouldn’t even hug back, that’s cold from him. So I turned to Victor who held my hand, when the evil teacher kept looking at me I got up and sat in Victor’s lap. He was surprised at first but let me stay there, he’s part of the family, and my friend, and I’m a little it’s okay to sit with your friend and uncle.
Until daddy’s voice came “Excuse me Mistress” I thought he was going to leave the class and leave me here to fend for myself. But instead of leaving, he yanked me off Victor’s lap popped me twice on the bum and put me in his lap his hand was like steel and he was leaving bruises on me. I felt my eyes tear up, he was hurting me, when I groaned and tried to get out of his arms, he stuffs my paci into my mouth with force and growled mine.
I cried in silence for the rest of the class about why he was being this mean to me. Our last class was with Sir Milo, most littles were back with their daddies and mommies. They were all happy except for me, I was afraid and in pain. Vincent wouldn’t let me sit alone and I was pouting the whole time.
After class, he took me to our room and stripped me from my costume when he saw the bruises he left on me and paled “ow shit baby”.
He kissed my bruises, and my face and apologized to me, he knew what happened to me at the orphanage so he felt extra guilty. A few kisses landed on my mouth and I kissed back, it was my first real kiss. He took it slowly first, letting me get used to it and lean into the kiss, when I opened my mouth he invaded it with his tongue.
I was blushing like a tomato when he pulled back, “How about a bottle and a nap I’m sorry I hurt you, baby boy.”
“I kiss Love kiss you kiss Very kiss Very kiss Much kiss”
He cuddled with me and gave me my bottle then spooned me and we both took a nap. After my nap, we had dinner mostly bland for me and no candy.
But I was okay with it, I think I’m falling in love with my daddy.